My sweet daughters have been raised in Alabama so are unaware of their true Texan roots. To get the real experience I drove Baby K through a Whataburger Drive Thru that was located in the HEB parking lot. Now she knows what it is to be Texan. Strange though, she is worrying me, showing zero… Read More

She giggled with delight. Spending her down time reading the exciting and sometimes illicit posts found in the “missed connections” corner of Craigslist had become a favorite of the distractions since she had discovered that quiet walls had become just another of the unintended and unexpected results of her recent divorce. The most common of these near… Read More